I've got the worst case of PMS I can remember. This, of course, means that tomorrow I'm going to have my period, which means I'm not pregnant. I should be breathing a little sigh of relief here, but I can't. I almost wish I was pregnant. Babies love their mothers unconditionally, because they don't know any better.

Ever since I got back to school, all I can think about is going home. I'm beginning to really hate it here. I have a math midterm tomorrow night that I'm going to fail. Well, fuck calculus. After this semester I'll never take another math class again. Hooray for being a bio major. *waves tiny banner*

One good thing has come out of all of this- at least I won't be falling head over heels in love again for a long, long time. You can't fall in love without a heart, and Jon still has mine, somewhere under his foot. Maybe if he starts talking to me again I can ask for it back.

"Don't know much about the weight of the world, but the weight on my brain's sure in tact- and maybe I'm good at that." -Eddie from Ohio

"I love you makes me want to run and hide." -Jenny Boully, "The Body"

"Do a little dance!"

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